She realized she was lonely for herself, for she missed the taste of oneness and the way connection felt.
LUCY MARY BALLThere’s something about twilight that makes her soul shine bright; its as though the glow of the sky draws out the beam of her light.
More Lucy Mary Ball Quotes
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What do I say the mind is pulling me away, when my beingness has always been here to stay.
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Setbacks only unveiled the depth of her commitment to her dreams.
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Its natural to feel fear and pain, when you’re healing old wounds to come home again.
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I’ve always been right here buried under the rubble of fear; I simply forgot how near I’ve always been to the heart that holds love dear.
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She’s afraid of losing love, not realizing she’s the universe.
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She was aching to reach the stars, to feel the magic within her heart.
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When all is said and done, the moon still shines with the sun.
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She sidestepped her mind to breathe in the new day, and ask for her heart to show her the way.
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When you follow your soul you lose the control, as conditioning falls away the world becomes less loud; but then your soul tribe appear the ones who also vowed, to ensure the depths of their hearts found.
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Maybe you don’t need to have all the answers, maybe life need not be slower or faster; maybe everything’s evolving in the magic of the unseen, maybe its not about doing but simply being.
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She knew what was in her heart and that was enough; she could feel what was real for it lighted her up.
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Be soft, feeling your way through be open, ready to receive the new be bold, and honest about what’s right for you Be loving, and you’ll feel that love too.
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Sometimes what’s needed is gentle truths; a soak in pure feelings that honor the real you.
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Love is free, and so is she, for she is love, so she has its key. Love is free, its you and its me, for love beams through, when we simply be.
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She felt uninspired dull and unfired, she craved newness to be clueless; something wild.
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